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I'm pretty sure i could do this, with three exceptions...
1- something to hunt with would be a MUST, atleast a bow and arrows... trying to rely on trapping or running something to ground like a one man wolfpack? i cant imagine it. The upshot? i bet that son was strong as a friggin mule.
2- enough metal cooking vessels to last the duration, i cant imagine not being able to cook something up in a pot, F that.
3- good footwear, its mind boggling how you would get by strapping bark to your feet and maybe stuffing it with moss or whatever, especially living such a rigorous life.
The ending was bittersweet, one lone woman left to make a go of it alone by her own choice, unable to face a modern world. Glad you guys liked it as much as i did.
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